Overstimulation
I try to pick up a pen,
Put something to bless my ears,
Sit on my couch,
And think about the words.
The ink is too dry.
The music is too loud.
The couch makes an onomatopoiea.
The words seem to be strangers on the street.
I...
Put something to bless my ears,
Sit on my couch,
And think about the words.
The ink is too dry.
The music is too loud.
The couch makes an onomatopoiea.
The words seem to be strangers on the street.
I...